Chapter 93 - The Difficulty of Apothecary

The floating flames seemed to be shaking all sorts of human figures.

Father, mother, how are you doing in the sky?

Sparkling tears rolled down his cheeks, but Hao Yilian forced himself not to let them fall.

Hao Yilian couldn't help but curl up into a ball, like an abandoned little girl.

Her delicate figure caused one to be unable to refrain from pampering her.

"Miss, if Old Master and the others are still here, I don't wish for you to be so sad."

At this time, a pair of big hands, filled with warmth, patted Hao Yilian's shoulders.

The green-robed elder's eyes were filled with heartache, sighs, and love; all of his expressions were mixed.

Mademoiselle, I have endured too much these days.

Hao Mansion was shattered, and the entire household died miserable deaths under the blade.

He and the young miss were the only ones left, hiding and hiding. They could not help but avoid being chased and killed, and they also had to avoid the martial pract.i.tioners of the martial arts world who spied on them.

In this period of time, no matter who he was facing, he had to be on guard.

If this continues, Miss will eventually collapse.

At the end of the day, the young miss had never been through much, and was treated as the apple of the old master's eye.

The reason why she was able to persevere for such a long time was because of the strong personality of the young mistress.

"I'm fine, Grandpa Song, I'm fine."

"Ai!"

Seeing Hao Yilian like this, the green robed elder opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. In the end, she sighed.

However, Hao Yilian didn't seem to see the expression of the green robed elder and turned to look at his injuries.

"Many thanks to young miss for the pill. It is much more effective than the pills on the market."

This old one's injuries have long since recovered. "

"This can't be better."

Hearing that, Hao Yilian finally revealed a happy smile.

"However, once this old man's cultivation is gone, I'm afraid I won't have much hope of recovering in the future!"

The green-robed old man's eyes were filled with loneliness and unwillingness. To a martial artist, being crippled in cultivation was even worse than being killed.

If not for this, the green-robed elderly man might have still been thinking about taking care of Hao Yilian.

"Grandpa Song, don't be anxious. There will be a way sooner or later.

"Wait a moment, once Lian'er becomes a grandmaster apothecary, I will definitely find a way to help you regain your strength!"

Hao Yilian's expression became anxious, and immediately opened her mouth to console the green robed elder.

"Hahaha, then I will wait!"

"With xiaojie's talent, it shouldn't be a problem for you to become a grandmaster of pills."

The green robed elder had a smile on his face, but Hao Yilian did not notice the trace of a sigh in his eyes.

A grandmaster apothecary was a grandmaster on the path of pill forging.

For example, it was exceedingly difficult for a grandmaster of martial dao to become a grandmaster of pills.

Even out of a million apothecaries, there might not even be one.

In the Undescended Dynasty, known as the Alchemist of millions, there was only one Alchemist Grandmaster.

That was the Medicine King of the Medicine Valley, Bai Xun Ji.

His status was revered, and he was even higher than a martial arts grandmaster.

Even a grandmaster of martial dao would seek the help of a grandmaster of pills.

Even though xiaojie was talented in the field of alchemy, the resources required to do so were plentiful.

Only through countless failures can one become a qualified apothecary.

No matter how talented he was, he would still need to spend a lot of resources on medicinal herbs.